greenwich village
In Greenwich Village, sitting in bar watching baseball.
Had lunch in Italian bistro. Fantastic pasta with olives, capers, anchovies, tomatoes,
onions.
Two people at next table. Mid 20s both weighed about 30 stones and it's not completely beside the point.
He was saying he didn't feel ready to commit. She was saying that because of this she could meet someone else and that would really hurt him.
Because they were physically unattractive they clearly had enjoyed few, if any previous relationships. So instead of drawing on experience they were trotting out all this crap they'd seen on the telly.
I wish I had had the courage to say this to them..
I came to New York 13 years ago and I adored it. I came four years ago with Lynne and adored it even more.
Last two days had great time here with my colleague.
Last night and today lI iked it fine. Difference is no one to sense check my emotions with. No one to say to..this weather is wonderful...this wine is great...this building is huge...this rigatoni is delicious....
Emotions approach worthlesssness if they aren't shared.
Those two big kids were cryinng out for company and affection. yet moden psychobabble could deny them a chance.
Wish I'd said something...
